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Happy Hustler

My first job was a dog walker for a blind man at the end of our street who had a 2-year-old black lab named Fanny. I say this was my first job because I probably can’t count picking up dead fruit under the many fruit trees in our yard for a penny each! I was paid on Friday’s for four walks a week and I would earn $20.00 a week. This provided my first weekly income and I truly depended on it each week. For a broke 7th grader who needed lunch money as well as cash for the afternoon snack binge before soccer practice that all of my peers enjoyed, this job became a necessary weekly activity. I recently read an article in the New York Times discussing the debate over giving free lunch to kids at school. I immediately recalled why I feel this is a good…